《The Children of thunder》Chapter Twenty-seven
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The moat of simmering liquid looks to have been expanded; the doctors probably didn’t want to take any more chances. Shango sat waiting in the middle of the cage, an arm round a raised knee; his burning wings the only thing moving as they fanned lazily at his back.
“You children must really love punishment to be back here so soon or Mugabe must be losing his touch.’’
"No time for banter old man, we need to get you free or we’re done for, believe me, you were the last plan on the list.’’ Omotola said as she hurried round his circular confinement checking out the cell.
Shango's laughter was full and gay.
Amaka, Babybaby's handler stared up at him, both awed and petrified.
He chuckled again, watching the sentinel's struggle with Orchid and co. "Your siblings are not doing too well am afraid, you are running out of time."
Shettima winced at the sound of a sentinel slam dunked Obiora, he instead hurried towards the control box to see if he can figure out the numerous dials and buttons.
"There seems to be little technology involved, it’s only a steel cage and a pool of smelly water, you look strong enough to rip this cage apart." Omotola queried.
"You're right, I think the monitor and dials are just to control the flow of liquid and his vitals." Shettima concurred.
"smart you are boy, the strange bell shaped box controls the 'Ewọ̀ Orisha' flowing down the cage bar.’’ Shango answered his bright eyes focused on the ongoing conflict.
"So that is what the strange water’s called."
“Guys we're being destroyed over here, hurry up with the jail break will ya,’’ Obiora yelled from the doorway.
“Omi Ewọ̀; the perilous sap, an hateful taboo substance the deities reacts strongly to, at excruciating pain. Crossing it in my weakened state will shred my essence from my body, banishing me from this plane of existence it would take many years to reform, weaker than I once was.
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Tampering with the machine will drench me in the sap, so if you cannot figure out a way to stop the water children, then I am of no use to you.’’
"Not if you help us first," Shettima face squeezed in deep thoughts. "If we bring the sentinels close to you will you be able to abracadabra them away?"
Shango grimaced down at him. "I may have lost my magic boy but I still have my strength, perhaps if you can bring the iron vermin within my touch, I shall wrest their strength against mine."
"Okay new plan, lure the guardians over here." Shettima yelled towards Orchid.
"I hope you know what you're doing." Orchid panted behind an ice wall barely keeping it up as a robot smashed it down.
With a cry she coated the chamber floor in ice, her assailant waved it's arms to balance on the slippery floor, it would have been funny had the situation not been serious, Obiora leapt and gave it a resounding round kick, sending it skiding all the way towards shango's cage into his waiting hand.
The robot struggled to tear free but if was as if it was being held by an immovable band of metal fibre, shango's arm muscles flexed as he clenched, the sentinel's shoulder where he was being held began to smoke as the metal melted like putty. The robot's visor light dimmed as the missiles chasing a tired Binta coughed and dropped and exploded. One down, one to go.
The other sentinel paused to scan the new turn of events, it's partner had just been decommissioned thus slashing the odds of victory by half, it's visor scanned the algorithm and it decided that going near the cage is a no no, a likely possibility of failure, keeping it's distance, it then activated it's weapon system and opened fire at them.
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"It's a logical thinking sentinel," Omotola yelled over the rapid fire of machine guns, " I don't think it's going to give us a chance to lure it towards the cell."
True to her words the sentinel has adapted to the situation as it cancelled out every plan to bring it toward shango's contact. A flamethrower melted Orchids icy floor, dodging away as the 5th generation children tried to swarm it with combined strength.
"What now," Obiora gasped.
"If you cannot vanquish it, then let me possess you."
"Wait...possess, as in possess like an evil spirit?"
Shango's eyes blazed
"You dare compare me with some minor ewele deamon, boy my worshippers used to open their will to me during my sacred days as I possess them through which they performed heroic and wondrous feats, open yourself unto me and I shall lend you my strength against your foe."
Obiora hesitated
"You fear I would take over your mind, body and soul, I understand child but you need not worry, there is not much I can do before Omi ewọ̀ saps me of strength, never fear you only need enough time to finish the guardian, unless you are afraid."
"I'm not afraid of anything, how do we do this."
"Very well, we shall see if you are my child or not, now close your eyes and open your mind unto me, reach out until you feel my essence, good now embrace it and let it merge with yours."
Obiora gasped as a powerful presence entered into his body, it was as if hot molten lava flowed through his veins, the pain was too much to bare that his body convulses, after what seem like hours his stood up.
"Obi are you alright? Orchid asked concerned.
"I feel good." He answered eyes flaming.
"Dominion is the heritage of the children of thunder, for when they call, thunder answers, go child enforce my will on the infidel of iron and copper." Shango said and Obiora charged.
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